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Gwen has certainly kept her own counsel for three weeks past." "Dear Lord Ancester, you are laughing at me...." "No no! No, I wouldn't do that. Perhaps I was laughing a little at human nature. That's excusable. However, I understand that you are cocksure or sanguine about the similarity of Romeo's case. I won't press Gwen about Rosalind's.
Being thus set at ease about what seemed rocks of embarrassment ahead, in the father's case, Lady Ancester had looked forward with perfect equanimity to making the acquaintance of the son had, in fact, only connected him in her mind with this deplorable accident, which, however, she quite understood to be going to be a thing of the past. All in good time.
He never said much at a time, and this being difficult conversation, his part of it came in short lengths. "To the effect that her daughter is throwing herself away. Quite right! It is so. She is throwing herself away." "Lady Ancester expressed no opinion to that effect. She considers that Gwen is not acting under the influence of ... under the usual motives. That's all she said.
Naturally. I was soaked and streaky. Are you sure it wasn't thirty-seven, Lady Gwendolen?" It has been mentioned that Lady Ancester had a matter-of-fact side to her character. But was it this that made her say thoughtfully: "Twenty-five perhaps certainly not more!"
Say nothing of your crucial experiment just now. Irene dear girl has been a good sister to me, and has told many good round lies for my sake. But she will explain to God. I cannot ask you, Lord Ancester, to tell stories on my behalf. My petition is only for a modest prevarication the cultivation of a reasonable misapprehension to attain a justifiable end.
Solmes's testimony was that a man in rough grey suit frieze or homespun addressed her while she was looking out for the mail-cart, with possible letters, and asked to be directed to Ancester Towers; which is, at this point, invisible from the road. She suspected him at first of being a vagrant of some new sort then of mere eccentricity. For plenty of eccentrics came to get a sight of the Towers.
He rather makes a merit of not having fired again from a misgiving that the dog's owner might be there on a visit. Drews Thurrock, he says, is where he lost sight of the dog, and that is where Achilles seems bent on going. Drews Thurrock is a long half-mile beyond the Keeper's Lodge in Ancester Park, and the Lodge is a long half-mile from the Towers.
He ran on: "Oh the story! Yes Achilles forgot himself, and was off after the hare like a whirlwind.... I don't know, Lady Ancester, whether you have ever blown a whistle in the middle of an otherwise unoccupied landscape, with no visible motive?" Her ladyship had not apparently. Irene found fault with the narrator's style, suggesting a more prosaic one.
Only the Earl and his daughter had come off their P's and Q's, most lawlessly. Here is the letter each had read, when off them: "My dear Lord Ancester, "I have thoroughly considered the letter, and return it herewith. I am satisfied that it is a forgery by the hand of the convict Daverill, but it is difficult to see what his object can have been, malice apart.
Even so in the Transvaal it is said that some English scouts came upon a peaceful valley with a settlement of Dutch farmers therein, who had to be told about the War to check their embarrassing hospitality. The parallel fails, however, for the wild white cattle of Ancester Park paw the earth up and charge, when they see strangers.
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